Retiring early was a dream, traveling, road trips, concerts and an abundance of free time. Occasionally I was ask if I could come in for different reasons. This day there was a gorgeous blonde with the most incredible blue eyes I had ever seen sitting behind a computer learning the software.Approaching her from behind as

We first met Doctor Robyn in Chapter 16 of the Hanson House series. She also starred in her own sequel.*****************************Ruth was lying next to Deepana, in the darker woman’s bed. They were both naked and smelled of sex. Deepana’s smaller tits rose and fell as her panting slowed. It always took her time to come

I suppose that if I caught you to be my pet, I’d have to have your arms tied behind your back to make you easier to control until I got you to the bedroom. But, once I did, I’d untie them so I could strip you naked and so that I didn’t damage your shoulders

Marty modeled himself after the all-time great Green Bay Packers quarterback, Bart Starr. It was the end of the seventies. Now that I think about that year, it was actually 1981. The star quarterback started in the direction of towers of pallets. He was not interested in the rows of pallets, as much as the

After realising that she was bisexual, Louise met her girl friend, Emma and formed a three way relationship with her and her husband, as told in the story My Wife’s Girl Friend. This story recounts the awakening of her submissive side, from her perspective.——————————————————————————–After Emma and my husband had taken me to the party, and

By Susan Greenway[This story includes significant discipline. If this offends you, please read no further. This chapter will make more sense if you read the previous chapters first, but you don’t have to in order to enjoy it. All characters are well over 18. My thanks to Leslie Jones for encouraging me to use her

I had noticed her across the room, of course. She was gorgeous and dressed to kill, really, if metaphor dust could be turned into reality, men would drop dead around her like flies.I didn’t have the courage to go over and talk with her, of course. I’d need a few more drinks to even begin

From Kira’s P.O.V~We exchange no words between us. He’s sitting with his body squashed up to the corner and I could barely glance at him. But through the front mirror, I notice his miserable face approaching the crossing buildings.It abruptly is raining today. Blurring the surrounding lights. “Do you want me to stop there?” Rahul

“How do you think it’s going, so far?” Byron asked.The two were sitting out on the deck. They’d enjoyed some leftover salad Ana must have made the day before. Now they were seated outside, sharing a beer in the cold evening. Their captive was still on the St. Andrew’s Cross in the living room. After

You walk in slowly and slightly hesitant at first, slowly creeping towards me as your heart starts slamming in your chest from the anticipation. You reach out to place your hand on my bare ass, feeling how warm and pink it is. You think ‘She must have done something naughty to deserve a spanking like

My college friends used the phrase “a little sketchy” to describe Josh, but it was widely known that he had the best weed at the school. This was back when weed was hard to get, and good weed was even rarer.The first time I met him, it was all business. I went to his dorm

Lady Homoko’s breasts were round and heavy like succulent peaches plucked right at the edge between summer and autumn. Applying the ointment to the Lady’s silken skin Yuki hesitated just for a moment, her hand enjoying the firm roundness, the index finger brushing the small dark berry on top of the mound. Lady Homoko’s nipples

(Author’s Note:- This story is a celebration of female domination and male humiliation. If you do not enjoy the concept, please pass on reading it, and forego adding lame comments in defense of manhood.)Tim is an average chap with below average ambitions. He knocked around at various jobs working in supermarkets, delivery services and as

This story is told by Mistress J’s new slave. It tells how she learned she was a slut and pain slut and why she became Mistress J’s slave.= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a story of sexual fantasy. All events and characters are fictional, although many are inspired by my experiences. When engaging in BDSM, I always adhere to SSC (safe, sane and consensual) principles. Readers are warned, however, that I’ve depicted a few scenes in ways that some might deem excessive. Those who

Sharp-eyed readers noticed I misspelled Gabrielle’s name in the first chapter. Thank you to the two people who contacted me to point this out. In this and subsequent chapters, I will spell her name correctly. xoxo*Those next few days after being late for dinner, and being punished for it, passed fairly quietly. I had not

It was late as we entered the foyer of the apartment building and called for the lift. Having been out for dinner we had found our way to the canal-side and strolled for a time. I’d forgotten how swiftly the clock moves when spending time with Tom. Whilst not the greatest conversationalist it wasn’t difficult

Chapter 3: The RestaurantWithin 20 minutes, we are both ready for the short trip down the mountain to the village at the bottom. I chose this place very carefully, knowing that the food, although rustic, was excellent.I’m wearing plain slacks, and a shirt, open to the collar, but the site of you just takes my

This story is copyrighted by the author, who retains all rights over publication in any form. It may not be published on any site or used in any publication, without the author’s written approval.This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination

Then the throaty voiced man ran his finger under her chin lifting her head to his hooded face. And as she lowered her eyes in submission he reached down and quickly squeezed her pussy once more making her squirm and moan again as he added, “Oh my friend, Cher is very, very good at obeying